audience: naminé

[cyclists]

Comments

[whitewalls]

[ she watches them work for a moment before going back to her own drawing ]

You seem to be doing fine from what I can see.

[cyclists]

[The little red animal also seems to have small horns coming out of their head now.]

Maybe. [An amused tone, because they don't entirely agree but at least it's something they can do together.] It's been a long time since I've been able to do stuff like this. So...thanks for coming.

[whitewalls]

I didn't think I'd be able to do something like this again, so... it's no problem, Sol.

[ although she's now making more

frequent peeks at their drawing ]

[cyclists]

[That's fine, because the little creature kind of maybe looks like a goat man? Or, like, the scribbles of what might be a goat man. Sol absolutely does not have artistic skill.]

...what do you mean? [The implications of that aren't really great.]

[whitewalls]

[ she will accept the small goat man. ]

It's nothing bad... I just went back to where I should be.

[cyclists]

[Thanks Naminé. They also seem to be drawing some sort of building.]

What exactly does that mean? [ITT: Sol finally realizes Naminé's canonpoint.]

[whitewalls]

I'm not really sure how to explain... it's a little complicated.

[ she stops coloring for a second to inspect what she has. ]

The easiest way is... I had to go away somewhere in order to help someone very important.

[cyclists]

[Another peek at her drawing then, and it helps to delay the reply.]

It must have been a really big deal. [That sounds sort of sad.] When do you get to come back?

[whitewalls]

... I don't know.

[ axel said they were trying to get her back but

she wouldn't blame them if they took their time. ]

[cyclists]

I hope it's soon. [Coloring...] It might not seem like much, but being here means you can do other things now, at least.

[whitewalls]

... it's a little extra time. It's nice.

[ she can get to know xion and axel more, as well as others

saix is also here, i guess, ]

[cyclists]

[But does anyone truly want to get to know Saix...]

Every day counts for something...even the bad ones like this. I don't know if anybody else would really agree though. I don't think I would have at first.

[whitewalls]

... no one likes bad days. But they still happen, so we have to make the most of them.

[ or at least try to. ]

[cyclists]

And that's why we're here. [...they reach for the blue crayon and starts to draw a blue, wispy thing.]

...they're still memories, and even if they're bad, they're ours. That's what I have to keep telling myself sometimes.

[whitewalls]

... your experiences make up who you are as a person. Whether that's good or bad is another question, but...

We can't really hide from that.

[cyclists]

That's what really bothers me about all of this. Bringing all of you here is kind of like saying you don't get a choice in what kind of memories you get to make anymore. That's sort of another reason Lune and I had the party. We wanted to make sure some good memories could be made on your own.

[whitewalls]

... the two of you really are kind.

[ she doesn't think it might be an act anymore, even if people might say that's naive. ]

[cyclists]

That's nice of you to say so. [...another scribble.] Have you talked to Lune much since we got here?

[whitewalls]

Not really....

What kind of things do they like?

[cyclists]

Tea. [Immediately.] Lune always really likes when people make him tea...and he likes things that look nice, like flowers and art. And stories. I think he just likes talking to people and learning about what people like.

[whitewalls]

Mm... okay.

[ she'll reach for another crayon ]

He seems very refined.

[cyclists]

Yeah, that's a word for it. He's really smart and knows a lot of cool stuff, too. I like talking to him.

[whitewalls]

... I'll talk to him. I'll try to bring something he might like.

[cyclists]

He'll appreciate anything. [They seem sure about that.] Even a picture like you gave me.

[whitewalls]

Anyone that you like can't be bad.

[ why is she biased ]